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Real

James Wesley
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D-DU-UDU
Five-hundred  channels and there ain't  much on tonight
 But  reality shows about some  folk's so-called lives
 A  pretty girl cries 'cause she  don't get a rose
 But she'll  find  love next  year on  her own  show
 And they call that  real
Real  is a hand  you hold fifty-seven years
Real  is a band  of gold tremblin'  with fear
 It's the first  long tear down an old man's face,
 watchin' his angel slippin' away
 His  heart's so broke, it's never gonna  heal
 I call that  real
Where  I live, housewives don't act  like that
And  the survivors are  farmers in John Deere hats
Our  amazin' race is beatin' the  check
Prayin'  that  the bank ain't  ran  it through  yet
Real,  like  too much rain  fallin' from  the sky
Real,  like  the drought that  came around  here last July
 It's the  damn boll weevils and the market and the weeds,
 the prayer  they're sayin' when they plant the seeds
 And the chance  they take to bring us our  next meal
 I call that  real
Real,  like a job  you lose 'cause it  moves to Mexico
Like  a mama  and a baby with  no safe place to  go
Like  a little  dream house with a  big old foreclosed  sign
Like  a flag-draped  coffin and a twenty-one  gun goodbye
 I call that  real
 Man, I call that  real
 Oh, I call that  real

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Readable chord sheet for Real by James Wesley

[Bm]  [G]  [D]  [A]

[G]Five-hundred channels and there a[A]in't much on [Bm]tonight [A]
But[G] reality shows about s[A]ome folk's so-called lives [Bm]    [A]
A[G] pretty girl cries 'cause she[A] don't get a rose
But [D]she'll fin[D/C#]d love n[A/B]ext year [A]on her o[G]wn show
And they call that[A] real

[Bm]Real is a [G]hand you hold [D]fifty-seven [A]years
[Bm]Real is a [G]band of gold [D]tremblin' with [A]fear
It's the [G]first long tear down an old man's face,
[A] watchin' his angel slippin' away
His[G] heart's so broke, it's never gonna[A] heal
I call that[Bm] real  [G]      [D]          [A]

[G]Where I live, housewives don't a[A]ct like that [Bm]         [A]
[G]And the survivors are[A] farmers in John Deere hats[Bm]   [A]
[G]Our amazin' race is beatin' t[A]he check
[D]Prayin' that[D/C#] the bank [A/B]ain't ra[A]n it thr[G]ough yet

[Bm]Real, like[G] too much rain[D] fallin' fro[A]m the sky
[Bm]Real, like[G] the drought t[D]hat came aro[A]und here last July
It's the[G] damn boll weevils and the market and the weeds,
the pray[A]er they're sayin' when they plant the seeds
And the [G]chance they take to bring us our[A] next meal
I call that[Bm] real   [G]        [D]              [A]

[Bm]Real, like a [G]job you lose 'cause it[D] moves to Mex[A]ico
[Bm]Like a [G]mama and a baby with[D] no safe place to[A] go
[Bm]Like a [G]little dream house with a[D] big old foreclosed[A] sign
[Bm]Like a [G]flag-draped coffin and a [D]twenty-one gun goo[A]dbye
I call that[Bm] real [G]     [D]         [A]
Man, I call that[Bm] real  [G]      [D]          [A]
Oh, I call that[Bm] real  [G]      [D]          [A]
[Bm]   [G]   [D]   [A]   [Bm]   [G]   [D]   [A]  [Bm]   [G]   [D]  [A]   [Bm]

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